Chapter 1007: Fifty Dragon Force (1/2)

After consuming a hundred drops of dragon marrow, Xiao Chen sat cross-legged on the summit. Occasionally, his body gave off the vast and immortal voice of a True Dragon.

Refining the dragon marrow required some time. The elders that came to watch the excitement knew this, so they shook their heads and sighed as they left.

The voice of a True Dragon echoed around the peak for ten days before it slowly died down.

Xiao Chen’s bones had now transformed into something very close to dragon bones, extraordinarily strong.

His external appearance did not seem to have changed. However, it felt like if he had to endure that powerful strike from Di Wuque from that day, he would not end up in a state where he lost his combat prowess.

Even without Ao Jiao around, he was confident of fighting him again.

“Myriad Heaven Divine Fist, Deities Descending!”

Divine light encased Xiao Chen’s body as he circulated his Vital Qi. Dragons roared, and ten heavenly dragon images appeared behind him. This was him with twofold combat prowess.

He continued to circulate the Martial Technique and increased its potency. From ten Dragon Force, it rose to twenty Dragon Force—fourfold combat prowess. Nothing was wrong with his body; he had plenty of resilience to spare.

“Boom!”

Feeling confident, Xiao Chen steeled himself and directly raised his combat prowess to tenfold. Fifty heavenly dragon images appeared, roaring in unison.

He had yet to punch. This was only the aura, but it already roiled s.p.a.ce into waves that looked like they would rip at any moment.

Tiny cracks appeared on Xiao Chen’s bones, and he felt some pain. Then, he withdrew his fist, and the heavenly dragon images disappeared. His face glowed with elation.

From his earlier test, his body should be able to endure fifty Dragon Force. As long as he did not use it continuously, he would suffer only minor injuries, which would be no problem for his physical body.

A look of ferocity flashed in Xiao Chen’s eyes as he muttered, “Fifty Dragon Force. If I meet a quasi-Emperor, I can be confident of receiving their killing move. I will not face any pressure when trying to protect myself.”

Just how powerful was fifty Dragon Force? One Dragon Force was five thousand tons of force. Ten Dragon Force meant fifty thousand tons of force. In that case, fifty Dragon Force would be two hundred and fifty thousand tons of force.

Xiao Chen was confident of killing even a peak great grandmaster-level Martial Sage like Han Qinghe, who had already started to refine his Heavenly Sage Laws into Heavenly Laws, with one punch and exploding him. At this point of Xiao Chen’s cultivation as a great grandmaster-level Martial Sage, he was already infinitely close to being unrivaled among great grandmaster-level Martial Sages.

No matter what kind of great grandmaster-level Martial Sage it was or what Cultivation Technique they cultivated, as long as they were not quasi-Emperors, Xiao Chen felt confident of defeating them.

After refining all one hundred drops of dragon marrow, Xiao Chen took out the Beautiful Mountain and River Painting, which was damaged Immortal Equipment.

A regular cultivator would need to spend a lot of time and effort to refine it into a Secret Treasure. Only then could they allow their Mental Energy to improve and use it as they pleased.

Xiao Chen, however, did not have to go through all that ha.s.sle.

Magic Energy saturated his sea of consciousness. He could directly send in his Spiritual Sense and leave a Spiritual Mark, and then he could immediately use it.

When Xiao Chen unfurled the Beautiful Mountain and River Painting, he saw mountains and rivers. White clouds drifted in the sky. There were rivers, creeks, and many mountains all within the painting.

He extended his Spiritual Sense, entered the inner world of the painting, and found the Spiritual Mark that the previous owner left there.

It had already been more than one hundred thousand years since the end of the Immortal Epoch. However, while the Spiritual Mark in the painting flickered and looked like it would be extinguished at any moment, it had not dissipated yet.

Its existence clearly showed how strong the previous owner of the painting was.

After an Immortal Cultivator reached the Yuanying Stage, there was still Nascent Transformation, Soul Transformation, Great Multiplication, Void Training, and Tribulation Tiding. After those, they would become an Immortal Lord and ascend to the Immortal Realm.

Even though this Spiritual Mark before Xiao Chen already survived one hundred thousand years, it still had a spiritual light. Immortal souls did not perish. The previous master of this painting was probably an Immortal Lord.

Even the weakest Immortal Lord had been as strong as a Sovereign Martial Emperor. Such a person surpa.s.sed reincarnation, existing as long as heaven and earth. Immortal, undying, and inextinguishable.

Of course, with the end of the Immortal Epoch and the destruction of the Immortal Dao, the paths of reincarnation broke. These Immortals lost the ability to live forever without dying.

With the arrival of the Martial Epoch, there were no longer any Immortals in the world; the martial way reigned. Even if an Immortal Lord were revived, he would not be able to deal with the peak strike of a Prime Martial Emperor.

This Spiritual Mark looked like an old man giving off an immortal air. Its light was weak, and its spirituality was long gone. With a casual move, Xiao Chen would be able to wipe it out and place his own Spiritual Mark.

“Zeng!”

Just as he was about to make his move, the old man before him suddenly opened his eyes. A strand of tyrannical Spiritual Sense came out from the old man’s eyes; then, following the trail left by Xiao Chen’s Spiritual Sense, it entered Xiao Chen’s sea of consciousness.

“Hahaha! It’s been one hundred thousand years. This old man did not expect that a random move I made ended up being a backup plan, allowing me to survive another Epoch.”

This Spiritual Sense was extremely tyrannical. Fear and horror stirred in Xiao Chen’s heart as the other party consumed his Spiritual Sense bit by bit. He felt like he could not do anything to retaliate.

Why did this happen? I’ve never heard that the Spiritual Mark left in Immortal Equipment could gain spirituality.

With the destruction of the Immortal Dao, all the Immortals already died. The Spiritual Marks those Immortals left lost their spirituality as their masters died.

Even if these Spiritual Marks did not get destroyed, one hundred millennia should be enough to wear down the spirituality of any Spiritual Mark.

This sudden development was simply incredible and flabbergasting.

“Even if you are an Immortal Lord, you can forget about trying to swallow me up. Scram!”

Immortal lightning, eternal will, inextinguishable saber soul, unparalleled sharpness!